A regular end of year ritual of mine is to flick through my diary and remind myself what it is I did for the year, before writing the new dates and appointments into the next diary. Yes am still using a physical paper diary. I see the benefit of the digital diary but I am attached to the physical page turning, the hand scrolled entries and maybe even the regular panic about having lost it for a few days! This is what the list looked like… (The entry with the circle was a long weekend we took to NZ to…

A selection of new yellow and stormy celadon vessels will be available at the Blender Artists Marketin The District, Dockland Drive, Docklands in Melbourne on Friday nights in December 5pm – 9pm. I will also be at the Kingston Arts Markets on Saturday 9th December 3pm – 8pm

For the month of April I was in residence at the City of Maribyrnong Artsbox. Where I continued my exploration of clay and rope, discovering new ways they can interrelate. I invited visitors to make a pinch pot from clay and to share their clay stories. These pots and stories were woven into an installation that emerged over the four weeks of the residency. I had a steady stream of people popping in. Everyone was keen to get their hands dirty Most had a story or previous experience of clay. From traditional vessels and practices in Vietnam and Nepal,a fathers who was potter…

INTO THE LIGHT 2016 Threads that Connect INTO THE LIGHT is a community process and event developed using art to explore ongoing recovery issues in the region, break down isolation and build connections. It began in 2011 in response to community needs following the 2009 Black Saturday Bush fires. Locals asked that the project be repeated, to continue a collective reflection, realising that community recovery is an ongoing and evolving process that takes time to unfold. So for the past 4 years we have been engaging in a collective collaborative art project in the Whittlesea Township and surrounding areas, as…

During the installation of this work I had been determined to place the clay nests on the wall, as I had originally imagined them. But it just didn’t work.(I really did keep trying to make it work!!) I finally allowed myself to listen to both the work, and my friends, whose advice I had asked for and placed all of the nests on the floor. In the action of doing this, Paul Blackman and I discussed how lovely it was to hold them. The clay nests have a warmth about them. From this we decided to invite the audience…